This is a senseless update but it is now 4:00 AM and I have nothing much to do. The woman who owns this building is having her infant grandson to visit. He is sleeping (actually he is sobbing, uncontrollably) in a room basically right through the door from mine. The only separation is a styrofoam makeshift divider. I cannot sleep. I have killed over 2 dozen insects in this room today. I can't see anything moving right now, so I've laid down my shoe. Don't sleep on the ground floor in India. Don't ever drink Jal Jeera. Jal Jeera is a beverage made from lime, mint, salt, and cumin. It tastes like drinking the brine from decade-old pickles. Don't drink Jal Jeera.
I dedicate this link to two comrades. One has curly hair and the other is bald but I forgive them both. The UN says I can't blame people for the crimes of the parents and so I won't. Behold Sonata Arctica performing "Weballergy" live in Shibuya, Tokyo, Japan: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8VG8wRMiPjs
Some people have argued, based on spurious textual analysis, that this song is somehow specifically written as an anti-internet pornography anthem. Nobody would write a song that specific, not even a Finn. In reality, we can all see it is just criticizing on increasingly internet-dependent culture in general. Hey, you're on the internet right now, pervert. Wait, so am I. This is all getting a bit thick, no? Anyway, the lyrics follow, so make your own interpretation. This could be easily resolved, but Tony Kakko of Sonata Arctica won't answer our e-mails because he thinks he's a rockstar now or something even though he's from Finland.
Goodnight and "Weballergy":
We only have one candle
To burn down to the handle
No matter what they say
If you live like a man, You live in tales you tell
To rage and run like a fool
You need no brain, your best tool
Stay put and as they say
Live like a man, the only way you can
You let the phone line bring it home to you
The life, the lies, the dreams
You cannot see the real thing underneath
- Naked truth revealed
You type your name on one row
To get dosed-up tomorrow
You live in a CC dream, with your machine
It's your goal supreme
You think you have it all now
The wisdom, power, know-how
Can't even think you're wrong
This is the way the brain of a male is made
You let the phone line bring it home to you
The life, the lies, the dreams
You cannot see the real thing underneath
- Naked truth revealed
If you live, you will die
You won't live forever stuck in time
Ebb and flow, push and tow
You must keep it real to find her
You let the phone line bring it home to you
The life, the lies, the dreams
Can't even see the real thing underneath
- Naked life revealed
If you live, you will die
You won't live forever stuck in time
Ebb and flow, push and tow
You must keep it real to find her
[Repeat Chorus]
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